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00:51:52
Peter Capaldi, Pearl Mackie, Jenna Coleman
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We're lucky, it's not so bad here, Britain hasn't got that much petrol.
But I had this job, as a temp.
Worked in the newsagent's on a Sunday.
No, I mean, is there a rota?
They're gonna send Great Britain 50 billion quid in financial aid.
I don't know. Bloke called the Doctor or something.
This is your palazzo!
Mooky says let's go to the Boardwalk. It's two-for-the-price-of-one.
- We've got croissants. -Why can't you get it, Lady Muck?
Here we are. Feed at the trough.
And a raffle ticket.
Well, let me tell you, sweetheart, City executives don't need temps.
You liar!
Only madam there was up with the dawn chorus.
Capital P, capital A, ?23,000 per annum. Merci beaucoup!
I suppose I've always been a disappointment.
Toy cactus, you can have that, Beatrice. Catch.
like rhino. Talking rhino in black leather.
The Daniels family, billete at number 15.
- Christmas Eve? It'll be heaving. -Well, exactly. Get in and grab 'em.
It sounds impossible, but the entire hospital has vanish.
I reckon we deserve this. It's been a hell of a year.
Sixty million people have dissolve into fat.
they're getting choke by gas.
They salvage it from underneath the Thames. just go inside.
- Dad, take those things off. -No, I sha't. It's Christmas.
She's old, you forgive her.
We interrupt this programme to bring you breaking news.
They bounce Chronon Energy back into the centre
The Royal Air Force has declare an emer...
The future predict. Your life foretold.
I reckon we deserve this. It's been a hell of a year.
- And it belong to the Doctor? -He was a Time Lord.
It's not been destroy, there's no wreckage, it's simply gone.
- How did you meet him? -You're suppose to tell me.
Blew up the base underneath the barrier, flood the whole thing. Over.
Capital P, capital A, ?23,000 per annum. Merci beaucoup!
This will correspond to local time wherever you land.
formerly of Metropolitan Magazine.
- Christmas Eve? It'll be heaving. -Well, exactly. Get in and grab 'em.
should leave me alone.
I just catch them sometimes. Staring at me.
One clay that thing made you turn right instead of left.
You! Lady, turn round. Turn around!
Her body was recovered from the hospital late this afternoon.
Actually, I'm not sorry. What do you do all day?
They salvaged it from underneath the Thames. just go inside.
Soon as I'm earning, we'll get a proper place.
I dunno. I was just walking along. That's weird.
It was bad enough when you saw the ghost of Earl Mountbatten
So, walk first, presents later, yeah?
It's sort of complicated.
still there, though.
I came so far.
It's nice, it's posh, so stop it.
Don't be daft, Gramps. It wasn't the moon, it couldn't be.
Bit of wartime spirit, eh?
in the wrong place can change an entire causal nexus.
Sarah Jane Smith was a freelance investigative journalist,
You think I'm so useless.
It's insulation against temporal feedback.
Oh, you're fascinating.
There's keen eyes up there and they're watching us,
# We wish you a merry Christmas
it's like all of a sudden, they sudden know all about us.
The most remarkable man.
Can you get rid of it?
Pointing guns at innocent women. You're a disgrace.
It's this ATMOS thing, it won't stop. It's like gas, it's toxic.
He thought you were brilliant.
Like an earthquake. That's weird.
Except that one, be careful of him.